Am I going Crazy??

                                    

                                          
I saw the Satan going from there. 
I sighed. 
                          
Staying in the same room with Satan is difficult!
Specially without making any remarks on him!
                          
Ugh!
I can't stay a second with him without cursing him. 
                          
But you did today!
                          
My mind mocked me. 
I don't know how I did!
                          
For the first time I had a civil conversation with him without having an urge to slap him right across his face. 
                          
Yeah! May be I can tolerate him if he behaves like he did today..
                          
He was being sweet and nice..
                          
Jesus!!
I again called him sweet!!
Kill me!!
                          
"Toothless! What are you doing there?" I heard Brother Evan's voice and looked at the door of our house. 
                          
Then I realised I was standing out of our house just looking at Satan's car which was already out of sight. 
                          
I forced myself to walk. 
"Brother! Do you know any psychiatrist??" I asked him. 
                          
He looked at me like I was crazy. 
                          
I have really started to think that I'm going nuts!
                          
What's wrong with me??
                          
"What??" He asked. 
                          
I gulped and nodded. 
                          
"Why you want a psychiatrist?" He asked me. 
                          
"I will tell you! There are many more reasons! I have started to think I'm crazy!" I said entering the house. 
                          
He sighed and made me sit on the couch. He sat beside me. 
"Tell me what's wrong?" He asked. 
                          
"Okay! So, basically; Satan appeared at my secret hideout "The Land Behind The Woods",searching for me.." I started and Evan's eyebrows reached skyline. 
                          
"And??" He asked curiously. 
                          
"He kinda apologised.. And said that he didn't do it on purpose.. That he didn't know about my health issue..." I said. 
                          
"I told you that! He wouldn't do it on purpose!" Evan said. 
                          
"And guess what? My mind wanted to believe it!" I said in disbelief. 
                          
He looked at me in amusement. 
                          
"And then we talked like normal people.. Like without wanting to kill each other.. We talked in a  Civil way!! Can you believe it??" I asked. 
                          
Evan just shook his head. 
But something in his eyes was telling me he found this funny. 
                          
"And then?" He asked me. 
                          
"Then, I thought he was being sweet..." I gulped. 
"And he isn't that bad, and he is satanically handsome.." I said scrunching my nose in disgust at my own thoughts. 
                          
"Handsome?" Evan repeated my words with amusement. 
                          
"You heard me Brother! May be I'm going Crazy! Am I loosing my sanity??" I asked him panicking and he laughed. 
                          
My dearest brother laughed. 
                          
"What is so funny in that?" I asked him. 
                          
"No-nothing!" He said still trying to control his laugh. 
                          
Ugh!
I hate him.
                          
Evan The Traitor!!
                          
"I hate you!" I said.